Just so you know, this story has a lot of smut scenes, so enter the rabbit hole at your own risk!

Extra Credit: Naruto Helps Rabbit Girl with Her...Training

The air hung thick with the scent of sweat and ozone. A typical Tuesday at UA High, which meant controlled chaos. You had All Might, that muscle-bound goofball, trying to look all inspiring while clearly running on fumes. Aizawa-sensei, looking like he hadn't slept in a decade, was lurking in the shadows, ready to unleash hell if anyone stepped out of line. And then there was me, Naruto Uzumaki, future Hokage and all-around badass, ready to show off my skills.

Today's exercise was a joint training session with Class 1-A and some of those losers from 1-B. The objective? Take down a Quirk-Amplification Device, which was basically a giant metal dildo humming with dangerous energy. But the real reason I was pumped? Mirko.

That Rabbit Hero was something else. Rumi Usagiyama, but you could just call her a goddamn masterpiece. She was standing there, legs spread slightly, her hero costume hugging every curve. And let me tell you, those curves were significant. She had thighs that could crush watermelons, a tight little ass that looked like it was begging to be slapped, and a pair of tits that could make a saint forget his vows. Those rabbit ears of hers twitched every now and then, making her look even hotter, like some kind of sexy, feral animal.

"Alright, brats! The 'villain' is a Quirk-Amplification device," All Might boomed, trying to recapture everyone's attention. "Your objective: disable it. Good luck! And try not to break too much!"

I grinned, cracking my knuckles. Time to show them what I could do. "Believe it! I'm gonna be the best hero, even better than you!" I shouted back at All Might. He just chuckled, probably thinking I was some naive kid. He'd soon find out.

Mirko, as usual, wasn't impressed. She just rolled her eyes, her gaze sharp and focused. "Less talk, kid. More action. Let's go." Those powerful thighs of hers flexed as she launched herself forward, a blur of white and green. She was a goddamn blur. I swear, the woman was born to move, born to kick ass.

Our plan was simple: she'd create a diversion, drawing the "villain's" attention while I used my Shadow Clone Jutsu to flank it and disable the device with a Rasengan. It was a foolproof plan, as long as everything went according to… well, you know.

I couldn't help but think about the possibility of getting closer to Mirko, maybe even touching her during the exercise. What would her skin feel like? Would she smell as good up close as she looked from afar? These were the important questions, people!

Even Aizawa-sensei was looking bored, his eyes half-closed as he mumbled something about "potential" and "wasted talent." That guy always looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here.

Then there was Mineta, that little pervert. He was drooling over Mirko like a rabid dog, whispering something about "rabbit holes" and "fluffy tails." I swear, that kid was a walking HR violation.

Tsuyu Asui, bless her heart, noticed Mineta's antics and gave him a swift kick to the shin. "Leave her alone, Mineta-chan. You're being inappropriate," she croaked.

"But… but… her costume…" Mineta whimpered, clutching his leg.

"Silence, pervert," Aizawa-sensei grumbled, his eyes glowing red. Mineta immediately shut his mouth, probably imagining himself wrapped in Aizawa's capture tape.

I took a deep breath, trying to focus on the task at hand. I had to impress Mirko, to show her that I was more than just a loudmouth kid. I was a future hero, and I was going to prove it.

Okay, time to get serious. I started gathering chakra, feeling the familiar energy surge through my body. My face contorted with concentration as I formed the Rasengan in my hand, the swirling ball of power crackling with blue energy.

"Here I come, you metal bastard!" I yelled, charging towards the Quirk-Amplification Device.

Mirko, true to form, was already causing a ruckus. She was a goddamn whirlwind of kicks and punches, her powerful legs blurring as she took down the "villain" bots guarding the device.

"Stay focused, kid! The device is the priority!" she shouted over the din, her voice sharp and commanding.

"I know, I know!" I yelled back, trying to keep up with her. "Just clearing the way for the main event!"

As I got closer, something felt off. The Quirk-Amplification Device was humming louder, its energy output increasing. It was like it was… responding to my Rasengan?

"Mirko-san, something's wrong!" I yelled, a bad feeling creeping into my gut.

But it was too late. As I prepared to unleash the Rasengan, the device malfunctioned, emitting a chaotic wave of energy that slammed into Mirko.

"What the hell was that?!" she snarled, staggering back and clutching her head. Her voice sounded… different. Higher pitched, more frantic. Her rabbit ears twitched uncontrollably, and her eyes widened, taking on a wild, almost feral glint.

"Mirko-san, are you okay?!" I called out, concern etched on my face. What the hell was going on with her?

"Ugh… something's wrong," she groaned, her hand instinctively moving to her crotch. "I… I feel… hot. Reallyhot."

And that's when things started to get weird. I mean, weirder than usual for UA. It was then that everyone noticed the changes. Mirko's already impressive physique seemed to be exaggerating. Her breasts appeared fuller, straining against her hero costume. Her hips swayed more provocatively, and her breathing became shallow and rapid. Her rabbit ears were going crazy, twitching and flopping around like they had a mind of their own.

"What's happening to her?" Ochaco Uraraka whispered, her eyes wide with a mix of concern and… something else.

Aizawa-sensei, ever the font of useless information, sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "It seems the Quirk-Amplification device has… amplified her Rabbit Quirk a little toomuch. It appears she's experiencing a… heightened heat cycle."

"A heat cycle?!" Mineta Minoru squeaked, his nose already bleeding profusely. "Is that… is that what I think it is?!" The little perv was losing his goddamn mind.

The scene descended into chaos. Students were either trying to help, gawking, or desperately trying to avert their eyes. All Might, sweating profusely, was trying to maintain order, but even his booming voice was starting to crack with nervousness. He probably had no idea how to deal with a horny rabbit hero.

Mirko, meanwhile, was losing control. Her rabbit instincts were taking over, driving her to seek out a mate. Her eyes darted around the training ground, searching for a suitable candidate. And then, her gaze locked onto me. Shit.

Her eyes locked onto me and something inside me shifted. I could feel the heat radiating off her like a goddamn furnace. The wild, feral glint in her eyes was both terrifying and incredibly arousing.

"Naruto… help me," she pleaded, her voice thick with desperation. "I… I need you. Please…" Her words were laced with a strange mix of humiliation and primal need. It was like she was fighting against her own instincts, but the animal inside her was winning.

And then she said it, the words that sent a jolt of pure, unadulterated lust through my veins. "Just… please," Mirko begged, taking a step closer. "I need to breed. Now. I need you… inside me…"

I swear, every drop of blood in my body rushed south. Breed? Did she really just say that? I looked around at the gawking students, the flustered All Might, the exasperated Aizawa-sensei. This was insane. But I couldn't deny the pull I felt towards Mirko, the desperate plea in her eyes, the raw animalistic energy emanating from her.

My brain was screaming at me to run, to find a way out of this crazy situation. But my dick was telling me something completely different.

"I… I don't know what to do," I stammered, my face flushed. What the hell was I supposed to do? This wasn't in the hero training manual!

"Just… please," Mirko begged, taking another step closer. I could smell her now, a musky, intoxicating scent that made my head spin. "I need to breed. Now. I need you… inside me…"

The explicit nature of her words sent another jolt through my system. It was like a switch had flipped inside me, turning on every perverted impulse I had ever had.

I could feel my cock throbbing against my pants, straining against the fabric. I wanted to touch her, to feel her skin beneath my fingers. I wanted to taste her, to lick every inch of her body.

But I also knew that this was wrong, that I shouldn't be thinking these things about a pro hero, especially one who was clearly out of her mind.

"Okay, you two, that's enough!" All Might boomed, finally finding his voice. "Young Usagiyama, you need to calm down. Young Uzumaki, step away from her."

But Mirko wasn't listening to All Might. She was completely focused on me, her eyes burning with desire. She reached out and grabbed my hand, her grip surprisingly strong.

"Don't leave me, Naruto," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I need you. Please don't leave me alone like this."

And that was it. That was the moment I lost all control. I couldn't leave her. I couldn't abandon her to this crazy heat cycle. I had to help her, even if it meant… well, you know.

"Okay, okay! I'll help you!" I blurted out, grabbing Mirko's hand tighter. "But we need to get somewhere private! This is just for creative writing, you know!"

Bakugo, that explosive bastard, yelled from across the training ground. "Just get a goddamn room, you two! Some of us are trying to train here!"

Even Denki Kaminari, the resident horndog, looked shocked. He was filming the whole thing with his phone, a wide grin on his face. "This is going straight to the UA gossip boards!" he cackled.

All Might just looked away, scratching his head and muttering something about "youthful exuberance." Aizawa-sensei, however, looked like he was about to have an aneurysm.

"Uzumaki! Usagiyama! Get your asses over here, now!" he roared, his eyes glowing red. "This is completely inappropriate! There will be detentions! There will be-"

I didn't hear the rest of his lecture. I had more important things to worry about.

"Later, losers!" I yelled, activating my Shadow Clone Jutsu. Instantly, a dozen clones of me appeared, swarming around the training ground and causing chaos. Some of them started dancing, some started juggling kunai, and one even started reciting my dream of becoming Hokage. It was a goddamn beautiful distraction.

"What the hell is going on?!" All Might yelled, trying to keep track of all the Narutos.

"This is my ninja way!" one of my clones shouted before kicking Mineta in the balls.

While everyone was distracted, I scooped Mirko up in my arms, bridal-style. She was surprisingly light, despite her muscular build. Her body was trembling against mine, and I could feel her heat intensifying.

"Faster… please," she moaned, writhing in my arms. "I can't… I can't hold on much longer…"

"Hold on tight, Mirko-san! We're getting out of here!" I shouted, bolting towards the nearest empty training room. I ignored the shouts and gasps of the onlookers, focusing only on getting Mirko to safety. Or, you know, to a place where we could unleash our inner animals without getting arrested.

I sprinted through the halls of UA, dodging bewildered students and avoiding the watchful eyes of the teachers. Mirko was clinging to me like a goddamn vine, her nails digging into my back.

"Please… faster," she moaned again, her voice cracking.

"I'm going as fast as I can, Mirko-san! Just a little further!" I gasped, my lungs burning.

Finally, I spotted an empty training room. It was dimly lit and sparsely furnished, but it would have to do. I kicked open the door, nearly breaking the goddamn thing off its hinges.

"We're here!" I announced, slamming the door shut and locking it behind me. The room was sparsely furnished with mats and training equipment. It was far from romantic, but at this point, neither of us gave a damn.

I gently lowered Mirko to the ground. Her hero costume was already half-torn, revealing her heaving breasts and the sweat glistening on her toned body. She looked like a goddamn goddess, even in her distressed state.

"Please… fuck me, Naruto," she begged, her voice cracking. "I need you… deep inside me…"

And that was it. There was no going back now. I had made my choice.

Her words hit me like a goddamn freight train. "Please… fuck me, Naruto," she begged, her voice cracking. "I need you… deep inside me…"

All my inhibitions vanished. The rules, the responsibilities, the potential consequences – they all faded away, leaving only the raw, burning desire to satisfy this woman, to give her what she so desperately craved.

I didn't need to be told twice. My inner pervert took the wheel, and he was driving this bus straight to hell. I ripped off my own shirt, buttons flying everywhere, revealing my toned chest and the Uzumaki clan symbol tattooed on my back. I flexed my muscles, trying to look as impressive as possible.

Mirko's eyes widened, and a low groan escaped her lips. "Oh, Naruto…"

She didn't say anything else. She didn't need to. Her eyes said it all.

Without another word, she dropped to all fours, arching her back and presenting her rear to me. Her rabbit tail twitched uncontrollably, as if urging me to take her. Her costume strained against her hips, threatening to rip apart at any moment.

"Take me," she whispered, her voice husky. "Take me like the animal I am."

I couldn't resist any longer. I stepped forward, my cock throbbing with anticipation. I reached out and grabbed her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh.

"Is this really what you want, Mirko-san?" I asked, my voice low and rough. "Because once I start, there's no going back."

She didn't hesitate. "Yes," she hissed. "I want it all. I want you to use me, to fill me, to make me yours."

"Then get ready," I growled, spreading her cheeks and revealing her wet, throbbing hole. "Because I'm about to give you exactly what you want."

I positioned myself behind her, my cock pressing against her entrance. I took a deep breath and thrust forward, burying myself deep inside her.

A sharp cry escaped Mirko's lips, a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her body convulsed around me, her muscles clenching tightly.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned. "That feels so good."

I began to thrust, my movements slow and deliberate at first, savoring the feeling of her hot, wet body around me. But as her cries intensified, I lost control. I started pounding into her, my movements becoming faster and more frantic.

The narrative focused on the raw sensations of the encounter - the feeling of skin on skin, the tightness of Mirko's grip, the sounds of our heavy breathing and moans. Sweat streamed down my face, and my muscles burned with exertion. But I didn't care. All that mattered was satisfying Mirko, giving her the release she so desperately needed.

After several minutes of intense thrusting in the "Rabbit's Warren," I pulled back slightly, wanting to try something new. I grabbed her by the hair, my grip tight but not painful, and forced her to her knees. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was trembling, still caught in the throes of her heat cycle.

"Look at me, bunny," I growled, my voice low and commanding. "You're going to worship my cock, and you're going to enjoy it."

"Yes, master," she whimpered, her voice barely audible. "I'll do whatever you want."

I smirked, reveling in her submission. "That's a good girl. Now open your mouth and show me how much you appreciate my gift."

I commanded her to service me orally, using degrading language to emphasize her submission. It was a power play, a way to assert my dominance and push her further into her degraded state.

Mirko, despite her pride, reluctantly obeyed. She opened her mouth wide and took my throbbing cock inside, her tongue lapping at me like a desperate animal.

"Suck it, bunny," I hissed, grabbing the back of her head and guiding her movements. "Suck it like your life depends on it."

"Yes, master," she moaned, her cheeks flushing red. "I'm sucking it as hard as I can."

I reveled in her submission, feeling her heat cycle and my desire intensify with each passing second. I had a Pro Hero on her knees, worshiping my cock, and it was the hottest goddamn thing I had ever experienced.

I reveled in my dominance, using my strength and my words to further degrade Mirko and fuel my own arousal. I thrust my hips forward, forcing her to take more of my cock into her mouth.

"Swallow every drop, bunny," I hissed, my voice rough with lust. "I want you to taste my seed and remember who you belong to."

The action was interrupted when there was a knock on the door. "Um, Naruto? Mirko-san? Are you guys okay in there?"

I grit my teeth in irritation. Who the hell was interrupting this? A pro hero in the middle of a heat cycle and I am about to have the best sex of my life. My chances were being ruined.

I pulled back from Mirko, my cock dripping with her saliva. "Who is it?!" I snapped, my voice tight with barely controlled anger.

The voice on the other side was squeaky and familiar. "It's… it's Mineta!" he squeaked, the little bastard. "I just wanted to make sure everything was okay."

That little pervert! He was probably peeking through the keyhole, jacking off to the sounds of our moans. I could practically smell the desperation radiating off him, the pathetic little horn-dog.

"Get the hell away from the door, Mineta!" I roared, "Or I'm gonna blast you to kingdom come!" I meant it too. One more peep out of that kid and I was going to use him as a goddamn training dummy.

"B-but I'm worried about Mirko-san!" he whined. "She sounds like she's in distress!"

"She's fine!" I yelled, but it was a goddamn lie. Mirko was anything but fine. She was trembling on her knees, her face flushed and her body writhing with need. She looked like a goddamn mess, but a hotmess. Her eyes were pleading, begging for me to continue, to give her what she craved.

I looked down at her, my cock still throbbing in her mouth, her spit glistening on my shaft. "Sorry about this, bunny," I muttered. "I'll deal with this little pest and be right back."

"Just… hurry," she whispered, her voice barely audible, thick with lust. "I can't… I can't take much more of this."

I knew she was serious. Her heat cycle was reaching its peak, and she was on the verge of completely losing control. I had to get rid of Mineta, and I had to do it fast.

I activated a Shadow Clone and whispered: "Go and get rid of that perv! Make it quick and make it painful."

The clone nodded, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He disappeared into the shadows, reappearing by the door in a flash. I heard a sickening thud, followed by a high-pitched scream.

"That should take care of him," my clone said, his voice smug.

My clone dissipated, his mission accomplished. I didn't ask what he did to Mineta, and I didn't want to know. All that mattered was that he was gone, and I could finally focus on Mirko.

"Thanks," Mirko said, her voice dripping with lust. "You're a lifesaver, Naruto."

I returned to Mirko, resuming the "Humiliation Hop," her pleasured moans returning in an instant.

I had a Pro Hero on her knees, worshiping my cock, and it was the hottest goddamn thing I had ever experienced. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. Mirko, the Rabbit Hero, was at my mercy, and I was loving every second of it.

I grabbed her head, my fingers digging into her hair, and thrust my hips forward, forcing her to take more of my cock into her mouth. I wanted to make her gag, to make her choke, to push her to her absolute limit.

"Swallow every drop, bunny," I hissed, my voice rough with lust. "I want you to taste my seed and remember who you belong to."

Mirko moaned in protest, a pathetic little sound that only fueled my desire. But she swallowed nonetheless, her throat constricting around my cock, her muscles clenching in protest. I could feel her struggling, fighting against her instincts, but she couldn't resist. The heat cycle had completely taken over, turning her into a willing slave to my desires.

I thrust harder, faster, pushing her to the brink of collapse. Her eyes were watering, her face flushed, and her body was trembling. But she kept going, determined to please me, to satisfy my every whim.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I felt myself reaching the edge. My body tensed, and a groan escaped my lips. "I'm… I'm gonna cum," I gasped, my voice barely audible.

Her eyes widened in anticipation, her mouth tightening around my cock. "Swallow it all, master," she whimpered. "Swallow it all and make me yours."

Those words, that complete submission, sent me over the edge. I gripped her head tighter, my body convulsing with pleasure. "Swallow it all, you little slut!" I commanded, gripping her head and forcing her to take every last drop.

I unloaded my seed down her throat, filling her mouth with my hot, sticky cum. It was a torrent, a flood of pure, unadulterated lust. She gagged and sputtered, her eyes watering. But she swallowed it all, every last drop.

"Good girl," I praised, pulling back and wiping my mouth. "You're a goddamn natural, bunny."

Mirko looked up at me, her face flushed with shame and arousal. She was a mess, her hair disheveled, her costume torn, and her body covered in sweat and saliva. She looked like she had been through hell, but she had never looked hotter.

Her eyes were glazed over, unfocused. I wondered if she was even in there anymore.

And I knew, in that moment, that this was just the beginning. This was just a taste of what we could be, of what we could do together. And I couldn't wait to explore it all.

Mirko was staring at a place a few feet behind me. Did she even know who I was anymore? "It's… it's all… so fluffy," she whispered.

This was my chance to take control. To put my stamp on this session. To make Mirko mine.

Mirko, despite her degradation, began to reclaim some control. The humiliation was doing it for her, but she wanted more. She wanted to feel my power, to be dominated by me.

She pulled away from my cock, her eyes hardening. "I'm not done yet, Naruto," she said, her voice low and husky.

"Oh yeah?" I smirked. "What do you have in mind, bunny?"

She didn't answer. Instead, she rose to her feet, straddling me and facing me. Her eyes were blazing with a mix of lust and determination. It was like watching a wild animal, ready to pounce on its prey.

"I'm in charge now," she whispered, her voice sending shivers down my spine. "And you're going to do exactly what I say."

She took control of the pace and depth of penetration, sliding down on my cock with a slow, deliberate motion. I gasped as she took me deep, her muscles clenching around me, squeezing me so tightly I thought I might pass out.

"Oh, goddamn," I moaned, my hands reaching for her hips. "That feels amazing."

I felt her heat and lust.

She leaned forward, presenting her engorged breasts to me. They were full and heavy, their nipples erect and begging to be tasted. The milky substance was just dripping down her chest.

"Suck on these, Naruto," she commanded, her voice rough. "Suck on them like your life depends on it."

The "Bunny Bounce" Begins. She began to bounce on my cock, her movements both sensual and aggressive. It was like riding a bucking bronco, trying to hold on for dear life as she pounded me into the mat.

I didn't need to be told twice. I reached up and grabbed her breasts, my fingers digging into her flesh. I started sucking on her nipples, drawing out the milk that had begun to leak from her engorged breasts. The milky substance was both sweet and slightly salty, adding a new dimension to the encounter. I tasted animalistic need and dominance.

"Oh, fuck," Mirko moaned, her head thrown back. "That feels so good. Keep going, Naruto. Don't stop."

Her moans intensified as I focused on her breasts. She revelled in the sensations, her body shaking with pleasure. I could feel her heat building, her muscles clenching tighter and tighter around my cock. It was like she was trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from me.

I began to thrust my hips upward, meeting her movements with equal force. We were a goddamn machine, a symphony of lust and desire. I was totally lost now, consumed by her heat.

Her breasts were bouncing wildly with every thrust, practically begging to be tasted. I continued to suck on them, drawing out every last drop of milk. I grabbed her by the waist and picked her up, then sat her back down on my cock. She gasped in pleasure.

"Harder, Naruto!" she shrieked, her voice reaching a fever pitch. "Fuck me harder! I want to feel you inside me!"

She was losing control, her rabbit instincts taking over once again. The rational, stoic pro hero was gone, replaced by a wild, untamed animal. This was the real Mirko. The Mirko I knew I loved.

The situation then turned from bad to worse.

Suddenly, a flash of light erupted in front of us. I instinctively shielded my eyes, cursing under my breath. What the hell was going on?

When my vision cleared, I nearly shit my pants. We were in the middle of a goddamn press conference! Reporters were everywhere, their cameras flashing like a goddamn disco ball. They were shouting questions, their voices a cacophony of noise.

"What is going on here?" one reporter asks, their voice shrill.

"Is this an assault?" another screams, her face contorted with rage.

"Are you two in a relationship?" a third asks, their voice dripping with sarcasm.

And then, the cherry on top: All Might bursts into the room, thinking that Naruto is in danger. He sees Mirko riding Naruto and lets out a scream before fainting and falling to the ground. The damn door had been blown off, and he was sprawled out on the grass.

The reporters start asking questions and taking photos. The whole encounter was going to end up on the front page. UA was going to be shut down. I was going to be expelled. And Mirko… well, her career was probably over.

"What is going on here?" one reporter asks, thrusting a microphone in my face.

"Is this an assault?" another screams, her face contorted with rage.

"Are you two in a relationship?" a third asks, their voice dripping with sarcasm.

Mirko and Naruto were frozen. The media would eat them alive. They were sitting ducks, caught in the crosshairs of a goddamn media frenzy.

But then, Mirko did something unexpected. She looked at me, her eyes blazing with defiance. She reached out and grabbed my face, pulling me into a passionate kiss.

"That's right," she said, her voice loud and clear. "We're in love. And we don't give a damn what anyone thinks."

With All Might knocked unconscious on the floor, the media frenzy escalating to DEFCON 1, Mirko and I decide the only thing to do is lean into it. The heat cycle is still raging, my cock is still hard as a rock, and frankly, we're both too damn horny to care about the consequences.

"Mirko," I say, my voice low and rough, "How about we take things to the next level, what do you say?" I give her a look that promises things so dirty, even Mineta would blush.

Mirko looks at me, a mix of confusion and arousal swirling in her eyes. Her lips curve into a devilish smile. "Do you even need to ask, Naruto?" she says, her voice dripping with challenge. She's ready to embrace the chaos, to thumb her nose at society and indulge in her primal desires.

She was ready to let Naruto do whatever her wanted. I could see it in her eyes. She was a goddamn wild animal, unleashed and untamed.

I smirk, a predatory gleam in my eyes. "Oh, I know you want it, bunny," I whisper. "I just wanted to make sure you were ready for what's coming."

I grab her by the waist, lifting her off my cock and spinning her around. The reporters gasp and shout, their cameras flashing like a goddamn strobe light.

"What's he doing now?!" one reporter shouts, their voice incredulous.

"Is this some kind of performance art?!" another asks, their tone dripping with sarcasm.

I ignore them all. I'm focused on Mirko, on the heat radiating off her body, on the wild desire in her eyes.

"Get ready, Mirko," I say, my voice low and rough. "Because we're about to give these reporters a show they'll never forget."

I flip Mirko onto her stomach, her eyes widening in surprise. She had been expecting that, she was expecting something new and it would be rough.

"Naruto, what are you doing?" Mirko asks, her voice a mix of anticipation and trepidation. "Where are you going?"

I straddle her, pinning her arms above her head. Her rabbit tail twitches frantically, a sign of her mounting arousal.

"Trust me, bunny," I say, my voice low and rough. "You're going to love this."

"Come on Mirko, don't you want to feel the best pleasure of your life? I will make sure you will like it."

Mirko didn't even know what was going on, but she nodded, her trust in me absolute. She had surrendered to her instincts, to her desire, and she was ready to let me take her wherever I wanted to go.

I knew that Mirko has been rough and tough but at the end of the day she wanted someone to take care of her.

I reach for something that will take care of her.

I turn and grab All Might's body building bag lying nearby, knowing exactly what I need to make this next act complete.

I pull out the oil and start to lubricate her ass hole. I grab some of the oil from All Might's body building bag and use that as a lubricant for Mirko's ass hole.

I grab the oil and begin to lubricate Mirko's hole. She begins to squirm as she doesn't know what to expect, the sensation ticklish and strange. The reporters shout, "What is that?!" and I'm sure at least five of them have now passed out. One of them is throwing up.

"Just relax, Mirko," I say, my voice soothing. "This is going to feel amazing."

I press a kiss to her neck, tasting the salt of her sweat. Her skin is hot to the touch, her muscles tense and trembling. I could hear her blood pumping and her heart beating out of her chest. I know that she's anxious but she also knows it's worth it.

I spread her cheeks, revealing her tight little asshole. It's glistening with oil, begging to be filled.

"Get ready, Mirko," I say, my voice low and rough. "Because we're about to enter the rabbit hole."

I take a deep breath and position myself behind her, my cock throbbing with anticipation.

"Do it!" She yells out and she is ready.

What came next was one of the most brutal and pleasure-filled moments of their lives.

Naruto slowly penetrates Mirko. It's clearly her first time as she screams out in pain.

"Please stop" she yells. "I can't"

Naruto didn't stop and told her to bare with the pain. He is a master of words. "Just a little bit longer, Mirko. It will be over soon. Trust me, it's going to be worth it."

I could feel her muscles clenching around me, resisting my every move. But I didn't stop. I knew that if I could just break through that initial barrier, she would surrender to the pleasure.

I pushed harder, my teeth gritted, and finally, I broke through. Mirko let out a deafening scream, her body arching off the mat.

"Oh, goddamn," she moaned, her voice thick with pain and arousal. "That hurts so good."

I began to thrust, my movements slow and deliberate, giving her time to adjust to the new sensation. I could feel her muscles slowly start to relax, her body beginning to open up to me.

"You're doing great, Mirko," I whispered, my voice soothing. "Just relax and let it happen."

After the pain subsided, Mirko began to get into it. She was enjoying the feeling of being pounded in her ass. She began to grind her pelvis into Naruto, signaling that she was enjoying it. She started to like this new feeling.

I quickened my pace, thrusting deeper and harder, my cock slapping against her ass. I could feel her heat building, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Oh, fuck, Naruto," she moaned, her voice ragged. "That feels so good. Don't stop."

I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh, and began to pound into her with all my might. The reporters were still there but the two couldn't care less. They were in their own zone. The cameras are flashing around, the reporters are screaming questions, but the two lovers were lost in their own little world.

"Oh Naruto" Mirko says, her voice barely audible. "I can't believe you are doing this to me."

"I know, I know" Naruto said, his voice rough with lust. "But you are loving it right?"

Mirko says nothing and keeps grinding, her body contorting with pleasure. The heat cycle was reaching its peak, and her rabbit instincts were taking over once again. It was a goddamn sight to behold.

The media had gone silent now, simply watching in stunned silence. I'm sure they didn't even know what to think. What was there to think? The most famous students in the country were engaging in a wild sex session in the middle of a press conference.

The animalistic instincts were now kicking in. I then bit her to mark her as my own.

"I want you to be mine forever" Naruto yells out, his voice full of primal intensity. "I don't want anyone else to have you"

It was then and there that I wanted to claim Mirko.

Naruto then bites down on Mirko's neck. Its hard and filled with passion. He wanted to leave a mark on her so that everyone knows that she is his. His teeth sunk into her flesh, drawing blood, and a sharp cry escaped her lips.

But the pain was quickly replaced by pleasure. Mirko's body convulsed, and she began to moan louder, her heat cycle reaching its climax.

The mark was really visible on her skin. It was a symbol of their love, a permanent reminder of this crazy, beautiful moment.

Mirko screams as she felt her soul leave her body. It was the best and most intense thing that has ever happened to her. The orgasm then took place.

"Oh, Naruto," she whispered, her voice full of awe. "That was… incredible."

Her body trembled, and I felt a surge of heat. It was all over now.

That's when the whole thing went to a new level.

The marking is complete. Naruto has claimed Mirko as his own.

The love has taken place. The two have become one and Naruto has claimed Mirko as his own. They were now, and for all time, one.

I came inside Mirko, and it came all over her. Oh god, what would she look like if I came on her face instead of in her ass?
Naruto and Mirko lie side-by-side, completely exhausted. The heat cycle is slowly subsiding, the sweat glistening on our bodies, the silence broken only by our ragged breaths and the distant clicking of cameras.

The lights were turned on in my brain for the first time. The weight of what had happened crashed down on me.

Their bodies were both tired and laying down for the world to see. We had just had sex in front of the entire world. What would be next?

Mirko's Shame: Mirko is overcome with shame and regret. She cannot believe what she has done. It was going to be all over the news.

"What have I done?" Mirko says, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with a mixture of horror and disbelief. "My career is over. My reputation is ruined. I'm going to be a laughingstock."

I turned to her.

"Hey, what are you talking about"

I reached out and stroked her hair, trying to comfort her. "It's okay," Naruto says, trying his best to comfort Mirko, telling her it was not her fault. "We'll get through this together. It wasn't your fault. It was that damn Quirk-Amplification Device. And besides, who gives a shit what those reporters think?"

But I knew she was right. Her career was probably over. Her reputation was in tatters. And all because of a malfunctioning machine and a horny rabbit.

However, he also admits that he enjoyed the experience and that he found her degraded state incredibly arousing.

"I can't lie," Naruto said with a smirk, unable to resist the urge to tease her. "I really enjoyed it. I mean, you were a goddamn animal out there. It was hot as hell."

Mirko glared at me, her eyes flashing with anger. "Don't you dare say that," she snapped. "This is all your fault. If you hadn't been so damn persistent, none of this would have happened."

Mirko is torn between her disgust and her lingering desire for Naruto. Ok ok it was his large donkey like dick not desire hey atleast she got fuck a stud

She was right. This was my fault. I had let my lust get the better of me, and now we were both paying the price.

"I hate you," Mirko says, her voice trembling with emotion. "But I also… I also want you. God, what's wrong with me?"

I wanted to say something.

I took a deep breath and looked her in the eyes. "I know this is messed up," I said, my voice sincere. "But I don't regret it. I know what I felt. It was there. I wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you.

But then there is the return to reality.

Suddenly, the remaining wall of the training room collapsed, and Aizawa-sensei stepped inside, his eyes glowing red. He looked like he was about to kill someone.

"Uzumaki," Aizawa said, his voice low and dangerous. "Usagiyama. You're both suspended for ten days. And don't even think about coming back until you've learned to control your hormones."

He then glances at All Might, who is still unconscious on the floor, muttering something about "world peace."

"And as for you, All Might," Aizawa said, sighing. "I'm taking you to Recovery Girl. You're useless."

Aizawa hauls All Might away, his capture tape wrapped tightly around his limbs. The reporters, sensing that the show was over, began to pack up their equipment and disperse.

The two were alone again, the silence broken only by their heavy breathing.

Naruto and Mirko share a knowing glance, acknowledging the bizarre and incredibly explicit experience they have shared. What exactly was next?

I looked at Mirko, and she looked back at me. There was a strange mixture of emotions in her eyes - fear, shame, desire, and something else that I couldn't quite decipher.

We shared a knowing glance, acknowledging the bizarre and incredibly explicit experience we had just shared. We had crossed a line, broken a taboo, and exposed ourselves to the world. There was no going back now.

So, what happens next?

Would we become lovers? Would we become enemies? Or would we simply pretend that this never happened? I had no idea. But one thing was certain: he was going to put his 9-inch dick into her womb again.

"I'm going to get changed" Mirko said. "I'm going to get home"

"Okay" I said with a nod.

"Well... see you around" Mirko said.

"Yeah... see you around" I responded.

She then left me alone in the room. I stared at the sky as I pondered everything that had just happened. What exactly was to come?

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